Diana’s POV

When I finally managed to calm down, I realized that I needed to leave. I had completely lost control. But the truth was, I simply couldn't make myself move. I couldn't pull myself out of Isaac's arms.

"Let's go upstairs. You need to eat something," he said, worried.

Isaac should have sent me away, but I could see in his eyes that he wasn't going to. And despite every argument I tried to repeat to myself, I agreed.

"I'll get you some food." Isaac grabbed a plate and served me